Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 38545 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 193(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38545 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 193(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
“I’m so glad you decided to take me to prom.” I looked up at him and smiled. “This night is almost perfect.”
“Almost?” He raised an eyebrow. “Why only almost?”
“Well—I’m sure it will be perfect before it’s over.” My smile spread into a devious grin.
The music stopped for a moment and the next song was faster. I wasn’t really interested in testing the seams on my dress with a vigorous hip-hop song, and I could tell that Devlin had no interest in it either. We made our way over to a table and took our seats. Devlin seemed distracted, looking around the room like he was studying every single person—learning them with a glance. I wanted all his attention and I wasn’t getting it.
“Do you want a drink?” I looked towards the punch bowl. “Oh, there’s Annie. I should say hello.”
“You’re not going to leave me sitting here by myself, are you?” He narrowed his eyes at me.
“You’ll be fine.” I patted his hand and stood.
If I’m lucky, you’ll watch me walk away and see something you like.
“You look beautiful!” I walked up behind Annie and grabbed her hand.
“Violet! You made it!” Annie was shocked for a moment—and then she grabbed me for a hug. “I thought you were spending the night at home. Why didn’t you call me!? I could have picked you up!”
“I, um, have a date.” I grinned and nodded quickly.
“What? Steven changed his mind?” She tilted her head inquisitively.
“No.” I stepped to the side and motioned towards my table. “I found someone a whole lot better than Steven Hawthorne.”
“No—fucking—way.” Her jaw dropped. “Devlin Windsor!”
“Yep!” My grin got wider, but I saw a dark expression sweep across Annie’s face.
“Isn’t that an—issue? Your father…” Her words trailed off.
“Tonight isn’t about my father. It’s about me.” I reached over to the table and quickly poured two cups of punch. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I believe my date is getting lonely.”
“Violet…” Annie reached out and grabbed my arm. “Maybe you’re not scared of your father, but what about his? What about Dominic Windsor? He’ll lose his shit if he finds out Devlin is here—with you.”
“If I’m not worried about my father, I’m certainly not worried about Dominic Windsor.” I started walking back towards the table.
I’m not behaving like an angel tonight.
“How’s the brat?” He looked towards Annie for a second and then turned his attention back to me.
“She’s fine—and probably jealous.” I grinned and put his drink down in front of him.
“Wait.” Devlin snatched the cup out of my hand and sipped it. “No, you’re not drinking this. Someone spiked it.”
“So what?” I reached for my cup. “It’s prom.”
“You’re not drinking this.” He turned and put the cups on the table beside us.
“I thought you were going to make it a fun night…” I folded my arms across my chest.
“Then let’s dance. Someone finally found another good song.” He stood and extended his hand.
He led me back out to the dance floor and we twirled me before yanking me close against his chest. That was where I wanted to be—in his arms—pressed against his muscled physique. He wasn’t a boy anymore—far from it. My heart was racing. My pulse was pounding. I felt things inside me that I had never felt before—urges. I had to have him. I had no idea how long it would be until I saw him again. It might be my only chance.
“I never expected you to be a gentleman.” The devious grin returned to my lips as I pushed his hand down to my ass and he immediately pulled it back to my hip—it was the third time he had done that.
“There are boundaries we can’t cross.” He narrowed his eyes and exhaled sharply. “Not that you’re making it easy in that dress right now.”
“It can be our secret.” I looked into his eyes, feeling the strangest desire to wither against his touch. “You would be my first…”
“No.” His tone was callous, and his hands fell away from my body. “We both know that isn’t possible.”
“Why? Because you’re the devil and I’m an angel?” I tilted my head to the side. “I promise that I can be a devil too—if you’ll give me a chance.”
“Violet—I…” His words hesitated.
I never got a chance to hear what Devlin was going to say. The doors behind us suddenly flew open and when I turned around, I saw my father standing in the entrance. The music died out, the lights came on—and chaos erupted. Devlin took a step back and my father charged across the dance floor like he was ready to destroy anything in front of him—and all his attention was on my date.
“Daddy, no!” I stepped in front of him.
“Get the fuck in the car!” He pointed towards the doorway and his jaw clenched.
“You’re ruining my prom!” My eyes started to fill with tears.